Date: Fri, 20 Jul 2001 10:55:32 -0400
From: LJB  <readersstop@netscape.net>
Subject: To Fulfill a Prophesy Section 10 (LJB)(MM BB Bb 1st anal oral teen1b
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The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of the author.

If you are looking to get off quick, read something else.  This story is
presented in serial form and you'll read a lot of background, before you
get any mindblowing sex scenes.

If you are bothered by same sex relationships, read no farther.  This is a
story about the interaction of males with each other in a fanciful setting.
It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story.  Thanks to those who
have encouraged me to continue with the presentation of this series.

Hope that you continue to enjoy.       LJB

Prophecy/Prophesy

A few have questioned the spelling in the title, pointing out the
difference between the noun and the verb.  The error in the title is the
use of the indefinite article "a".  Prophecy has an implication of religous
source which is not true of this story.  Prophesy has a super natural
connotation which was the intent of using this verb.  The title should have
been: To Fulfill Prophesy, using a double verb.  Please, no more spelling
notes.


To Fulfill a Prophesy

Section 10


Dean - Wednesday afternoon

Our staff dining room was always served in a buffet style, so that you
could choose your meal from several options.  There were a number of the
staff members taking a late lunch and I stopped to talk with a few, I had
not seen for some time, while our three new shadows helped themselves at
the serving bar.  A number of the staff at the `castle' had been employed
there for many years and I knew each one personally.  Some had been around
since I was a youngster.  Mr. Chen had done his usual excellent job of
briefing everyone about the boys and the new men and everyone spoke eagerly
of having young people living on the estate again.  By the time I had
talked with several old friends, Ted and the boys had come in and joined
our three new men.  Ted had introduce Anson to the boys and explained to
them the work that these three would be doing and that they were a part of
our `family'.  The two boys seemed to accept Anson immediately, I think
because they saw that Dale and Jason had such a good attitude about him.
He talked freely with them and seemed to really enjoy the boys.

After lunch, we all went and sat together in my office.  The conversation
among the adults varied, but naturally swung back around to the security
issues again.  The boys sat and quietly listened.

"Mr......er, Dean," Anson started, "I have only one small problem in the
procedures that I reviewed.  It says that Mr. Chen, he's the little butler
guy, isn't he, can take the boys out on his own authority.  And as well,
that he doesn't need security accompaniment.  This doesn't seem like a very
safe idea."  I picked up the telephone beside me and dialed Mr. Chen,
asking him to join us.

We have a paging system on the estate.  Each of us , including the boys,
wear a button disc, or carry it in our pocket.  When we want to reach
someone, we can dial their extension from any telephone.  The button for
that person beeps as their primary telephone rings, but they can take the
call at any telephone.

"When Mr. Chen arrives," I told Anson, "I am going to ask him to take the
boys somewhere.  I want you to disagree with me about them going and then I
want you to stop him from taking them.  If you must, use whatever means you
consider necessary."  All three new men looked intensely at me.  Mr. Chen
entered the room and bowed.

"May I assist you, Mr. Dean ?" he asked.  "Mr. Chen, would you please take
the boys to the Games Room and show them which games they may use ?"

"I don't think the boys should have to go.  They're being good right where
they are." Anson challenged.

Mr. Chen moved over behind where the boys were sitting and placing a hand
on each of their shoulders, urged them up and toward the door by saying
simply, "Come."

"Just a minute."  Anson said rising from his chair.  Mr. Chen moved
slightly to the side, placing himself physically, between the boys and
Anson.  Anson took two steps forward and reached out as if to grab Denny's
arm to slow them down.  Before anyone could draw a breath, or finish
blinking, Anson found himself face down on the ground with Mr. Chen's foot
firmly planted on the back of his head and neck.  The hand he had reached
out with was twisted and levered firmly in Mr. Chen's hand causing a great
deal of strain on his shoulder.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." I said.  "Mr. Tyler has just learned an important
lesson, which he should have learned at the Police Academy.  Never judge by
looks or appearances."  Anson was released and Mr. Chen stepped back and
bowed to him.  Anson got a big smile on his face and returned the bow.

"Gentlemen, I have been most remiss in not previously introducing our
mentor and good friend, the first member of the security team, Mr. Chen.
As Head of Household he performs many duties, one of which is Master Chen,
Sensei of the Castle Dojo.  Among his many martial arts skills, he is
Judan, Tenth Dan (degree) Black Belt in the Niseido Ju Jitsu Ranking
System.  All members of the estate staff receive instruction from Mr. Chen,
from the time they are first employed and we have at least seven black belt
ratings of various degrees within our dojo.  Ted holds Rokudan: Sixth Dan
and I hold Yondan: Fourth Dan.

"I thank you for the very effective lesson, Sensei" said Anson.  Mr. Chen
nodded to him.

We broke up our gathering after that, each of us having our own necessities
and concerns which required tending.  Ted and I went to the games room with
the boys and showed them a variety of games and activities that they could
use.  We then went for a walk around the estate and the boys were excited
by the stables and a visit with the riding horses.  I had not been out
there for a very long time and enjoyed our walk as much as they did.  They
were really intrigued with the heated outdoor pool and then, when they saw
the indoor one, they begged that we all go swimming.  We told them that
everyone swam naked and although Davey was ready, you could see fear again
cloud Denny's eyes.  He very carefully watched Ted and I undress and help
Davey work with his cast.  He apparently made a decision that he was safe
with us and that happy appearance returned to his face as he shed his
clothes.  I though that this was likely the best kind of therapy for him to
resolve what had happened to him, separating one man's actions from his
relationships with other men.  Davey's cast presented a bit of a challenge,
but we laid it across a couple floater boards, after it was wrapped in a
towel and he could walk around in the shallow end of the pool and also swim
and float, or go deeper, when Ted or I supported him.  Denny didn't know
how to swim, but after a little coaxing, played in the shallow end with us
and even let us take him into the deeper water, now seeming more willing to
trust Ted, or myself.

As we were about to leave the pool area, Mr. Chen appeared with a tray
bearing grapes for the boys to share and coffee for Ted and me.  He was
certainly making sure that Davey and Denny's diets were well balanced to
help make up for some of the nutrients they had been missing.  We all
thanked him for his consideration and stopped for a few minutes to down his
treats.  We took the time to reinforce with the boys that they were not
allowed to use the pools unless they had one of the adults with them, no
exceptions.  They acknowledged their understanding and each assured us that
they understood the risks.

Leaving the pool area, we took the boys up to their room and spent some
time with them, while they checked out their bedroom.  The room was set up
with two areas.  On the left side of the room, there was a sitting/playing
area which had a table and four comfortable chairs, a colour television
with DVD player and a stereo shelf with a radio, 8 track deck and CD
player.  There were racks with a selection of cartridges for both of these
as well as one for DVD albums.  Along one wall in this area was a computer
centre with a PC and printer.  A large toy centre was along another wall
which had a variety of games and toys in it.  On the right side of the room
were the twin beds, and bed side tables with individual lamps.  Built into
a portion of a wall was a set of storage drawers and the doors to the large
walk-in closet and the bathroom.  The closet was divided into two sides,
each containing hanging racks, shelves and more storage drawers.  A small
selection of clothing for each boy hung on the side of the closet each had
been designated.  Mr. Chen had obtained necessities only and decided to
wait for the boys to help choose the balance of their wardrobe, so that it
might reflect their individual tastes.  The bathroom had both a tub and a
walk-in shower.

We spent a couple hours in the boys room and they checked everything over
thoroughly, finding out how each thing worked, so at the end of that time,
they seemed to know where everything was placed.  They then asked Ted and
me if they could see our rooms.  Ted's room was across the hall, so we went
there first.  Our rooms each have digital keypad lock controls on them.
Davey was not pleased with this and wanted to know, what he was going to do
if he needed one of us during the night.  Denny agreed.  Ted explained that
they each had a phone by their beds and they could just push one button on
it to reach us in the night.

"But what if all I need is to sleep with someone, like last night ?"  Denny
asked.

Ted told him, "You are expected to knock on a closed door and wait to be
invited in.  Just think of using the telephone as knocking."  Both boys
seemed to understand that, but still weren't totally satisfied.

Ted's suite consisted of two rooms very much like the suite occupied by
Jason and Dale.  Instead of a dining/kitchenette, there was a conference
area with a large, board room table and 8 comfortable chairs at one end of
the sitting/lounge room.  The boys were impressed with his apartment and
when they saw his king sized bed declared emphatically that they were going
to sleep in it, soon.  For right now, they settled with just bouncing on it
for a couple minutes.  The decor of the rooms were very warm and inviting,
yet masculine in colours and textures.  I always loved going into Ted's
room.  It smelled like him.  Not the odour of after shave or deodorizing
spray, but the strong, individualized scent that you associate with a
particular person.  The mix of soap, after shave, deodorant and the scent
of the person himself.  The smell always seemed to embrace me while I was
in those rooms.  It alone could physically excite me.

My suite was down the hall from Ted's.  It was the same set of rooms I had
as a youth.  The Master bedroom suite occupied by my parents, remain empty
since their deaths.  I had not been there in over three years.  There was a
connecting door in the common wall between Ted's and my suite, so instead
of going back into the hall, we used it.  The boys thought that this was
absolutely great.  They referred to it as "the secret door" even though it
was in plain sight within either suite.  My rooms were set up just about
the same way as Ted's.  The colours differed and the position of the
furniture was different, but everything else was similar.  The two boys
wandered around until they were sure they had seen everything and then they
were ready to head down for dinner.